The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 6

The dress drops from my hand. His eyes wander lower. My heart skips a beat. His gaze lingers. I can barely hear my breaths as intense hunger clouds his eyes. I’ve never seen a man look at me that way before, and I’ve never seen that look in his eyes, even when he looked at Anya. It was so new to me.

The sound of footsteps breaks both of us out of our trance. Atticus steps in and slams the door shut before anyone can see me.

The sound is enough to remind me of my state.

I spin around and cover my exposed breasts even though it doesn’t make sense now that he’s seen them. And I’m not helping the situation by showing him my bare ass either. That is if he’s still looking at me, which I doubt he is.

He clears his throat.

“I’ll leave when my brother walks past my room.” He tells me. Did I mistake it, or was there a huskiness to his voice?

“It’s okay,” I whisper. “This is your room. I’ll be finished in a minute. You can have the room to yourself after.”

“No.” He disagrees. “There is no need to rush.”

There is a slight pause before he softly says, “this will be your room eventually.”

holding as I fell onto his bed. My face hits his shirt, and I inhale even though I shouldn’t. Why do even his clothes smell

jump off the bed when the door suddenly opens again, “Autumn, why are you still not dressed?”

sigh and quickly put on the dress. She helps me zip it to the back, and then we head back out of the room. Atticus is waiting for us a little distance away, and I can feel my cheeks

for my list of most embarrassing

the room to change as I

she joins my side. I take it from her and

crap. Everyone from my school knew that I was marrying Atticus already. Just like I had suspected. Some were calling me a fake friend; others were begging me to be their friend now that

me, like the one

‘How could you?’

just three words, but it left the impact that she wanted it

to corner him about everything. It couldn’t be something simple that made him agree to marry me. Did his parents threaten him and force him to agree? But they were by my side the entire time; they wouldn’t have had the chance to convince him. Someone or something else

calls from her—my closest friend. She should know that I would never intentionally betray her. This was out of my control.

though my heart belonged to him, I didn’t want to

my heart stops beating for a second. I can’t help but stare. The white shirt compliments his eyes, and the fabric pressed tightly against his body leaves nothing for the

This is the effect he always had on me. Except now he was finally looking my way. He never did before. I had his attention, and I wasn’t prepared at all for my body’s

beautiful man I’ve ever set my

with me,” Atticus says, and I do as he says. He takes us to the photographer. The man looks eager to take our pictures. This must be something he loves doing. Was he accustomed to taking pictures of couples who didn’t want to get

your arms around her.” The photographer

to the back, ready